Happy Birthday to Doug rr

[tree_]

To him

[dad]

andy

[tommy]

Hammy birthday, Doug

[spike]

Happy birthday!

[wease]

Happy birthday Mr rr

[Ello Sailor]

HBD! May your sardines arrive safely.

[tragabigzanda]

There is a wolf in me . . . fangs pointed for tearing gashes . . . a red tongue for raw meat . . . and the hot lapping of blood—I keep this wolf because the wilderness gave it to me and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fox in me . . . a silver-gray fox . . . I sniff and guess . . . I pick things out of the wind and air . . . I nose in the dark night and take sleepers and eat them and hide the feathers . . . I circle and loop and double-cross.

There is a hog in me . . . a snout and a belly . . . a machinery for eating and grunting . . . a machinery for sleeping satisfied in the sun—I got this too from the wilderness and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fish in me . . . I know I came from salt-blue water-gates . . . I scurried with shoals of herring . . . I blew waterspouts with porpoises . . . before land was . . . before the water went down . . . before Noah . . . before the first chapter of Genesis.

There is a baboon in me . . . clambering-clawed . . . dog-faced . . . yawping a galoot's hunger . . . hairy under the armpits . . . here are the hawk-eyed hankering men . . . here are the blonde and blue-eyed women . . . here they hide curled asleep waiting . . . ready to snarl and kill . . . ready to sing and give milk . . . waiting—I keep the baboon because the wilderness says so.

There is an eagle in me and a mockingbird . . . and the eagle flies among the Rocky Mountains of my dreams and fights among the Sierra crags of what I want . . . and the mockingbird warbles in the early forenoon before the dew is gone, warbles in the underbrush of my Chattanoogas of hope, gushes over the blue Ozark foothills of my wishes—And I got the eagle and the mockingbird from the wilderness.

O, I got a zoo, I got a menagerie, inside my ribs, under my bony head, under my red-valve heart—and I got something else: it is a man-child heart, a woman-child heart: it is a father and mother and lover: it came from God-Knows-Where: it is going to God-Knows-Where—For I am the keeper of the zoo: I say yes and no: I sing and kill and work: I am a pal of the world: I came from the wilderness.

[spike]

HBD Doug. If you have a tarte aux fruits I swear to god

The kiwis are off season and very bitter.

[The Argonaut]

A big happy birthday to the RMer I would like to impress more than any other (besides maybe Rudd). Happy bday doug

[bodysnatcher]

hbd dougaroo. Hope you’re chillin to some jazz.

[96583UP]

fuck man

happy bday

forgot ours were so close

you da man

Sags rule

[Anders]

Happy birthday!

[doug rr]

thanks guys...all good so far..turns out I can bring sardines home in carry on..big plus

funny story about being 57..in our family we get to be 56 for 2 years because we have lost 3 close relatives at age 57..again, thanks and you know where to find my Paris blog for the next few days

[Anders]

Perfect place to have a birthday.

[Peeps]

happy birthday doug. enjoy your day